Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1410

Chapter 1410: Chapter 971 Super Invincible Whirlwind Thunderclap Infinite Demonic Power Archmage Chapter 1410: Chapter 971 Super Invincible Whirlwind Thunderclap Infinite Demonic Power Archmage “It sounds terrible, okay? Registrar, registrar, how low-level is that? How can it sound good? No, 'Super Invincible Whirlwind Thunderclap Infinite Demonic Power Archmage' sounds way better.” A little girl clad in exquisite heavy armor, wrapped up like a bear, complained disdainfully:
“Your Magic Power is almost infinite; 'Infinite Demonic Power Archmage' suits you best.”

Although the heavy armor on the little girl was exquisitely crafted, it was definitely not just for show. From the intricate Magic Patterns, the cold metallic sheen, the complex articulations, and the marred traces of combat, one could tell that this was a suit of heavy magic combat armor used in real battles.

Yet, worn by the little girl, it seemed quite nimble, complementing her round waistline, making her look like an agile bear.

However, such a chuunibyou title made Orgal cringe so badly that he couldn't help but say irritably, “Little Feli, can you stop bringing up this ridiculous title you came up with? Look, look, you are causing a mess by showering little bits everywhere.”

The little girl lifted her chin, speaking haughtily: “Please address me as Queen Feli, that is the title I bestowed upon you.”

“Then I have to summon the Rod of the Great Charter bestowed by His Majesty Friel XV to spank you,” Orgal said with a helpless expression, lacking the imposing aura he once had when registering the God of the Swift Wind.

There was no helping it; although he was exploring a new governance structure, it was still called the Empire for now, and Little Feli XVI was the legitimate Queen, even spanking her required the former emperor's Wand, otherwise, it would be against the rules.

Little Feli sniffled her nose, guiltily changing the topic as if she really had been spanked by the Rod of the Great Charter: “Why did you agree to this trade? It's such a loss for us. I wanted to go see inside the Light Point Fortress.”

Orgal smiled slightly: “First, anything that can travel alone through the Boundless Space Hole is definitely not simple; this Duke of Divine Light wants to monopolize it, he will probably pay a heavy price.”

“Second, the Light Point Fortress is a threat to all forces in this Void, but the Mourning Undead Soldiers are our threat, you should know which to tackle first.”

“Third, this Duke of Divine Light obviously has no minor power, likely being one of the six executives in the Divine Light Alliance, knowing even the confidential number of Mourning Undead Soldiers, the number seventy-two, which I obtained with great effort–he just casually mentioned it.”

“Fourth, the captive he sent is a descendant of the high ranks of the Joseph Faction, he likely opposes the Joseph Faction within the Alliance, cooperating with him to give him the strength to disrupt the Divine Light Alliance, is the best reward for us.”

Little Feli furiously scratched her hair, irritably saying: “You people are so annoying! I am not playing with you anymore.”

With that, Little Feli put her helmet on her head, pulled down the visor, raised one hand in front, and held the other hand by her side as if grabbing something.

A heavy shield appeared in the raised hand, and a large hammer in the hand seemingly holding nothing, then she charged forward towards the training field while yelling 'aaaah'.

In the training field, a Mechanical Construct about the size of a guarding god stood with arms hanging, lifting its head only when it heard Little Feli's shout, it then stepped forward and slammed down a punch.

Little Feli brought her legs together, tucking behind the heavy shield, the hand holding the hammer slid to the end of the handle, the base of her thumb pressed against the shaft of the hammer, the hammer braced against the shield, and she stood firm.

Bang! A loud noise erupted as Little Feli's shield emitted a semi-circular energy shield that absorbed part of the Mechanical Construct's force, and then the punch shattered the energy shield before hitting Little Feli's shield.

But by this time, the majority of the force had been neutralized, only causing the tiles under Little Feli's feet to shatter.

Little Feli shouted loudly, “Ah!” and pushed forward forcefully, managing to deflect the punch of the Mechanical Construct, then she surged forward, leaping up and lightly tapped on the chest of the Mechanical Construct with her heavy hammer.

She only dared to tap lightly, reluctant to strike harder, as she had already accidentally damaged many of these sparring Mechanical Constructs, and if she broke any more, it would come out of her pocket money to pay for them.

It would be hard for the entire Empire's citizens to imagine, the newly appointed Friel Queen was such a formidable warrior, able to spar with a god-level Mechanical Construct and still have energy to spare.

Seeing Little Feli again engrossed in practice, Orgal could only shake his head with a bitter smile, summoning his subordinates to discuss the situation.

After several days of discussion and communication, both sides finally agreed on a cooperation plan, with Duke of Divine Light's side luring the Mourning Undead Soldiers into Orgal's ambush circle, where Orgal would only be responsible for the ambush, nothing else.

After the plan was set and contact was cut off, Anthony, resting his chin on his hands thoughtfully, said, “They actually agreed to these terms? It seems they are very confident in their battle formation capabilities, confident enough to ambush possibly up to seventy-two Mourning Undead Soldiers? Rabbit, describe again the situation when you were beaten.”

The Swift Wind Rabbit stood up angrily again: “Call me God of the Swift Wind, haven't you learned manners?!”

Anthony said, “I am the Pope of Light, also known as the holder of the glorious authority, who has the right to command the Divine Body…”

The rabbit hugged Anthony's thigh and, smiling, said, “Rabbit is here, and this was the situation: They formed a neat line, advancing slowly like a human wall, with everyone's power converging onto the leading Wizard, yes, the one you negotiated with, I would recognize his voice even if he turned into ashes, all the power gathered onto him, and then I was blown away.”

Anthony had heard this once already, and he certainly wouldn't overlook such important information, asking rabbit to repeat it to help in his thinking, “This sounds a bit like Divine Charge, that's Divine Arts, he's a god-slaying Mage, he shouldn't be using Divine Arts, should he?”

“What's Divine Charge like?” asked Swift Wind Rabbit.

“It involves pooling everyone's power through a network of faith, chanting the name of the Master God, and delivering the strongest strike,” Anthony explained.

“It's possible as they kept shouting something while advancing,” the Swift Wind Rabbit angrily said, “Damn it, he himself uses Divine Arts and yet plans to slaughter us gods? Shameless guy, he should slaughter himself too.”

Negris sneered, “They just want to register us, he is the Registrar of Gods, not a god-slaying Mage.”

Swift Wind Rabbit sheepishly said, “I should have registered too if I knew he was serious.”

“Don't regret it, you're lucky to have met us, at worst you could become a Subordinate God, rather than just a God of the Swift Wind who only knows how to escape…” Negris had just spoken when suddenly a strong disturbance rippled from the distance.

Everyone exchanged glances and ran over quickly to see, only to find Ange pointing his finger at a flower bud, the intense disturbance originating from it.

Negris immediately frowned and said with a pained expression, “This wasteful Dead Skull, Little Ghost is here, he even dared to recklessly use the Instant Death Halo.”

Chapter end

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